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The Great Square of Pegasus is an autumn landmark in the night sky. This large asterism, or group of stars, belongs to the constellation Pegasus, the Flying Horse in Greek mythology. Three of its stars plus the end star of Andromeda make up the Square. The asterism is fairly easy to spot, as it is one of the largest geometrical shapes in the night sky.

You'll find the Square very high in the southern sky. Face south and look almost overhead between 8 and 10 p.m...

I'm a firm believer in the Scouting program, whether it's Girl Scouts or Boy Scouts. I believe the youth of today have a lot of idle time on their hands; it's not like the 'olden days' when there were chores to do like milking, gathering eggs, slopping hogs, raking leaves, gardening, etc. What with apartment living and smaller plots to build houses on, there are fewer and fewer things to keep boys and girls occupied. I have heard the phrase, "Idle hands are the Devils tools," all my life....

I am 20 years old and of the "computer generation" whose lives are supposed to revolve around computers. Unlike most people my age, I don't like computers! I understand that they are supposed to male life easier, but they make my life hell (and it's not because of OE [operator error]). Some of my reasons why the computer is my enemy is the fact that business and schools have involved them in so many task that one cannot get a job done without dealing with a computer.

Autumn is peeking around the corner of summer, anxiously waiting her entrance into the hills. She has sent forth some preliminary signals, with yellow poplar leaves whirling and twirling through the air at the slightest gust of wind. Sourwoods are turning crimson, and the bronze-gold of the beeches gleam among the greener trees. Fall's colors blend harmoniously with the deep purple of the ironweed, the yellows of goldenrod and wild sunflowers, and the brilliant blue of wild...

I took my grandchildren to the playground the other day, and as I was sitting on some railing watching them play on all those "safe" toys, I began to reminisce about my own childhood! We were a hearty lot in Waynedale. I don't know if such a self-sufficient band of kids exists anymore. We were out the door in the summer and only came back to eat. We had no locks on our doors, and windows were kept open at night to catch the breeze...